|| Model: Makayla Miesel @ BMG || Dress: Arnhem Clothing ||
Assistant: Victoria Moronta
I've never been one to write a poem, but I will forever pine over Emily Dickinson's ability to intertwine words in the loveliest of ways. These are two of my favorite poems she wrote about nature and they bring this shoot to life as if they were made for each other. Makayla and her darling personality are straight from an 1800's poem even when she isn't frolicking in the flowers!
Enjoy!
Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part Two: Nature LX |
THE GRASS so little has to do,— | |
A sphere of simple green, | |
With only butterflies to brood, | |
And bees to entertain, | |
And stir all day to pretty tunes | 5 |
The breezes fetch along, | |
And hold the sunshine in its lap | |
And bow to everything; | |
And thread the dews all night, like pearls, | |
And make itself so fine,— | 10 |
A duchess were too common | |
For such a noticing. | |
And even when it dies, to pass | |
In odors so divine, | |
As lowly spices gone to sleep, | 15 |
Or amulets of pine. | |
And then to dwell in sovereign barns, | |
And dream the days away,— | |
The grass so little has to do, | |
I wish I were a hay! | 20 |
Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part Two: Nature XCIII |
A SEPAL, petal, and a thorn | |
Upon a common summer’s morn, | |
A flash of dew, a bee or two, | |
A breeze | |
A caper in the trees,— | 5 |
And I ’m a rose! |
xoxo
Tor
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